in a farming mkt just now, a woman points at my foot as i go and says summat i don't catch. "what?" i say. "you walk on th' ground," is said. adds: "so you got a good grounding -- this is known." i stop and squint and don't got it, but got it finally: this woman is a card, a trickstr, a public humorist
took 10 days off from work. good stuff! 2 days in Capital Hill, most capital bit of Washington's cultural capital (in my opinion), with my most capital pal and King of Tukwila. Kubota Park, Asian-ish spot with grass and shrubs and a pair of rosy arch pathways crossing ponds; a bookshop with a wondrous amount of intriguing books; a shop full of tiny sugar-flour-fat loafs-with-frosting, not uncommon in my own city, but this of top quality; bars and music shops and parks and pools and plants, oh my
Librarian, thirty-six, who thinks 'jamspank' sounds funny. Always sort of sorry for my works.
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